I never expected my first sexual escapade to take place on a windswept bluff overlooking a remote Pacific beach. Nor did I expect it to be with a guy. You could hardly imagine a more spectacular setting for your first time. Washington's Olympic National Park is perhaps best known for the Olympic mountain range - the jagged gray peaks of its eastern wall that form the sunset skyline of Seattle, the glistening icecap of Mou...

They sold the idea as a team-building exercise. Two days out of the office. Culture in the workspace. Grand ideas, presented by people who lived from selling the agenda. It all looked fine on paper—except: people. I stood, waiting for the elevator on the fourth floor of the hotel they’d caged us in for a full two days, a lump lodged in my throat—neither swallowed nor shifting. At least the hallway was empty. At least the...

It was a typically sizzling Spanish summer day in June. The intense heat was dissipating as late afternoon approached, bringing relief to my fatigued body as I wove through a dense forest on my way to a remote beach I had spotted on Google Maps. It was my second day of backpacking solo down the south coast towards Valencia. I’d spent the previous week partying hard at a festival with a group of friends from back home in E...

I love to cook, and that began in my junior year of high school, when I was just seventeen. My mom told me I needed to learn how to cook, so I took a home economics class. Besides being a bit of a slob and spilling stuff all the time, I loved it. My teacher, Mr. Ames, was in his forties. It was unusual to have a man teach this class, but he made it fun. He was once a chef at a fine restaurant in New York City. Mr. Ames to...

A breeze blew as I walked to the headstones in the corner of the field. It was a family plot, not a cemetery. Research suggested this place should work. “When seed is spilled, she will come,” whispered a voice. I found the grave I wanted and knelt. Quietly chanting, I pulled out my cock. It was already hard. My climax was intense, but unsatisfying. Satisfaction would come later. I glanced at the puddle of cum, then zipped...

Our breaths are still heavy, our chests rising and falling with erratic movements. Still drunk on the passion and pleasure we just shared, we lock eyes with each other and smile. Nate passes me my bikini top and shorts to put back on before we head back to the hotel. I stand up and dust myself off, getting flustered as I feel the sand not budging from my ass and back. “Nate! I need your help!” I shout, embarrassed. “What'...

Where am I? Better yet, what am I? I heard a voice in my head say, 'You are a human. You are a woman. You are Eve. I rolled my eyes and thought, well, that helps me a whole bunch. I'd better look around this forest. I seemed to know a lot about everything for someone who had just arrived, but why argue? Just go with it. What's that I see? It looks like a creature much like me, but different somehow. I will take this tree...

It’s Friday morning, and I have to get ready for a work trip away with my boss and one of my co-workers, Nate. I have been dreading today as I have been avoiding Nate at work recently, ever since we had wild, passionate sex in the showers at work last week. I know Nate wants to talk, but I am not ready to face him yet. Unfortunately, I don't have a choice; my boss has assigned me to this work trip, and I can't afford to l...

It was intolerably hot on that bus. Even with my window open, I felt as if I were apt to suffocate. It was August in 1968, and the world? Well, it was a’changin. The war in Vietnam was raging, young people were protesting in the streets, and this big concert called Woodstock was looking to be the biggest thing to hit the country since cornbread. That’s why I left home. I was eighteen and free; and I was done living in the...